Friday, January 19, 2007

 

An email message from a friend:

Hope it speaks to you just like it spoke to me too. Just felt I have to send it out, so got it translated. Of course, there's something I wish to point out, that serving does not mean it becomes work (ie. stressful, just getting things done, no different form a working day), or we really miss the whole point of what it was initially intended to be.
God bless,
Yinglin

Do you love Me?

One morning, I woke up early to catch the sunrise. Wow! The beauty of God's creation is indeed indescribable. As I sat there watching, I felt God's presence with me.
He asked me, "Do you love Me?"

I answered, "Of course, You're my Lord and Saviour."
And He asked, "If your body is handicapped, would you still love Me?"I looked down at my arms, legs and the rest of my body and wondered how many things which I now take for granted would have become impossible for me to do if I'm handicapped. But I still answered, "Lord, it would be difficult, but I will still love you."

The Lord asked me directly, "If you are blind, would you still love what I've created?"

How am I going to love what I cannot see? But when I think of how some among the blind are still able to love God and His creation, I simply said, "When I think of it, it seems difficult. But God, I'm still willing to love You."
The Lord asked again, "If you are deaf, are you still willing to hear my words?"

How are people who are deaf going to hear? Then I understood, that we do not use only our ears, but our hearts to listen to the word of God. And so I replied, "Lord, it's hard, but I'm willing to listen to Your word."

Then God asked me, "If you're a mute, will you still be willing to praise My Name?"

Without a voice, how do I praise? But a word enlightened me: God wants our praise to rise up from our heart and spirit, more than from our voice. So I said, "Even if I cannot make a sound, I'll still praise Your Name."
He asked me again, "Do you really love Me?"

With faith I boldly replied, "Yes Lord! I love You because You are the only true God." I thought my answers were good. But…
God asked me, "Then why do you still sin?"

I said, "Because I'm human. I'm not complete."

"Why is it that when all's well and peaceful, you're lost and so far away? Yet when you face difficulties, you pray so earnestly?"

I couldn't answer. Only tears were flowing down…

He continued, "Why do you only sing when you're at home cell and Sunday service? Why do you only seek Me during worship? Why do you always ask selfishly? Why are you faithless when you pray?"

Tears continued to flow down my throat.
"Why are you ashamed of Me? Why do you not spread the gospel? Why is it that when you encounter persecution and misunderstandings, you did not come and cry to me, but rely on others? Why do you find excuses when I gave you chances to serve Me?"

I tried to answer, but no words came.

"Your life is so blessed. I did not let you throw such a good gift away. I gave you intelligence and abilities to serve Me, but you kept running away from Me. I gave you the revelation of My word, but you did not grow in knowledge. I spoke to you, but you closed your ears. I poured out my blessings upon you, but you did not keep your sight on My blessings. I sent messengers to help you, but you refused to budge, and even chased them away. I heard and answered your prayers, but you were never thankful…"
The Lord asked one more time, "Do you really love Me?"

I couldn't answer. How do I answer? I am so ashamed in my belief. I have no excuse. What can I say? My heart start to cry and tears burst forth. I cried out, "Lord, please forgive me! I am not worthy to be Your child."

The Lord answered, "That is My grace, child."
I asked Him, "Then why do you forgive me time and time again? Why do you love me so much?"

He said, "Because you are created by Me. You are My child. I will never abandon you. When you cry, I cry with you because of My mercy. When you're happy, I rejoice with you. I am always with you no matter what happens, only you did not notice."
I want to say something, but tears have blurred my eyes. Before my Lord, I do not have the words to say…

Signing Off On|9:44 PM|

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